Archive for July, 2009

Get Out of the Vehicle

Friday, July 31st, 2009

If sitting in a plane is flying, then sitting on a boat is swimming. Get out of the vehicle. -by Unknown

Sea Was Constant & Changeless

Thursday, July 30th, 2009

…the sea was constant and changeless, like the very best, most reliable sort of friend. -by Rosamunde Pilcher

Ideal Travel Writer

Wednesday, July 29th, 2009

And the ideal travel writer is consumed not just with a will to know. He is also moved by a powerful will to teach. Inside every good travel writer there is a pedagogue – often a highly moral pedagogue – struggling to get out. -by Paul Fussell

Seeing Cathedrals

Tuesday, July 28th, 2009

He who has seen one cathedral ten times has seen something; he who has seen ten cathedrals once has seen but little; and he who has spent half an hour in each of a hundred cathedrals has seen nothing at all. -by Sinclair Lewis

Be Like a Postage Stamp

Monday, July 27th, 2009

Be like a postage stamp. Stick to one thing until you get there. -by Josh Billings

Spills America

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

Out of their crowded interiors, heavy with luggage, thermos jugs and travel games, stained by drinks and popcorn and potato chips, spills America, summer-struck, road-caught middle-America. -by Douglas Kneeland

Security is a Superstition

Saturday, July 25th, 2009

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all. -by Helen Keller

Draws Us to the Right Place

Friday, July 24th, 2009

Surely it is the right wish that draws us to the right place. Nothing of importance happens accidentally in our life. -by Lama Anagarika Govinda

Scotland is Not for Everyone

Thursday, July 23rd, 2009

Scotland, thank God, is not for everyone. -by Robin Douglas-Home

Brazil is the Only Country in Which

Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009

Brazil is the only country in which dealers are addicts, prostitutes enjoy their profession, pimps are jealous, and the poor are happy. -by Tim Maia